ALICIA - Downfall Of An Insta-Domme by DrkFetyshNyghts

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ALICIA - Downfall Of An Insta-Domme

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© DrkFetyshNyghts 2021

 

"Look at me slut."

Alicia wanted the hood back. She wanted to be back in the darkness. She wanted to feel and smell that leather around her head and face. But it was gone now, and the reality of the noose was the first thing she saw - that heavy, knotted rope with all the correct knots ready to slip even tighter round her neck. That was the shock - it was a real noose. And as she brought her head back around and lowered it, to look at this woman, she could see she was indeed standing on a trap door. The execution scenario was real, and there had to be a point at which she was in danger of dropping through that door, to her death. The woman sucked her teeth as the eye contact was made and Alicia was breathing steadily. There was this little 'rocking' that she was doing as she looked at this woman, and as she could feel those fingers inside her and around her sexual flesh.

This was mind blowing for her. She was being introduced to a real fetish world, and not that pretend shit she did hunched over her laptop in her bedroom. But she didn't know she was being introduced to the real fetish world. How could she? Instead what she had was a sex drenched death scene to look forward to - at least this as how it felt to her.

"You'll cum in a little bit, and then you can thank me."

The woman was slightly brown, with a wide, full lipped mouth. She was stunning, all in leather. And down on her haunches the leather was creaking and moving over her. And then she stood to her full height on spiked stiletto boots that were zipped and laced to her legs, below the knees. And when she stood, she was in Alicia's space. She was right up and personal with her. She was so close that Alicia could feel her warm breath washing over her face. But at the same time this woman was still stroking and still penetrating Alicia's cunt with her fingers. Only now it was different. In that space, up close and personal there was a slight snarl to this woman's lipsticked lips. At one point she was pushing her full lips out with her fleshy wet tongue as she brushed it across her upper front teeth.

"Are you ready to cum slut?"

Now those long fingernails of her's had found the clitoris hood and she was playing with it. Popping out the bundle of clitoral nerves and then sliding the hood back over them. That was sending maddeningly beautiful sensations through those sexual receptors and Alicia was whimpering a little bit. A whimper that was like she didn't understand what she was feeling. She'd given herself orgasms, yes she had. But she didn't understand these sensations that she had never felt before. And her eyes rolled in their sockets.

"Mmmmmmmmm fuckkkkkkkkkkk."

And that was the 'sound' that Alicia made as she was held teetering on the edge of orgasm. There was a word, fuck, but it was barely audible as a word. It was more like an extended groan as she was taken to the edge of orgasm and then held right there. She could feel her legs getting weak under her, but it was like this woman who was now licking Alicia's face, was holding her up, by having those fingers inside of her. Her long legs were splayed and zooming out it would be easy to see her riding those fingers - moving her pelvis in a way that told of her desperation to hang onto that pleasure, and take it further.

And then it hit her - then that orgasmic wave hit her all in one go. There was no build up. There was the edge that she was held hovering on for what seemed an age, and then, then there was all of this intense pleasure as her clitoral nerves exploded over the woman's fingers. And it seemed like she was held in that orgasmic state for as long as she was held in that edged state. It was just wave after wave of pure pleasure that gushed through her. Between waves she was able to simply take deep breaths. And when she was doing that this woman was sliding her lips over Alicia's. And Alicia was responding, trying to kiss her back in her passion. But she didn't control any of this narrative. The woman didn't let her kiss her, she simply made her want to. And she held that orgasm until Alicia almost passed out, and then it stopped. It stopped just like that. It was there, and then it wasn't. And Alicia was left, breathless, and bewildered by what she had just experienced, and felt.